Nature was slowly reclaiming New York City with the same creeping grip she’d seen everywhere else. Atop her saddled parasaurolophus, Sara found no sign of human survivors on Fifth Avenue.
She tugged the dinosaur’s reins above a weedy street. “Come on, Bro.”
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Great start!
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Thank you, I’ve been exploring this idea a lot. I hope you enjoy it. :-)
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